"Fine, I'll tell you. Although I don't know much, you're right—I really have no room to choose!"
Shaking his head in disappointment, the weak divine power god ultimately betrayed the Pantheon's interests without much thought. He had decided to answer Punk's questions. Even if the hope the caster spoke of was destined to be slim and distant, the simple, human desire not to die was enough to support Noaodo in becoming a "wise" traitor.
"There is an old saying in my homeland: 'Those who recognize the times are the wise.' Your decision now is a very timely one. I believe you will not regret your choice."
Expressionlessly nodding, the caster put away the threat of the Destructive Death Cone and instead used a Morningstar-tier Speech Scrutiny spell to connect with the captive's soul.
This was a Divination Spell capable of effectively determining whether the target of the spell was lying. With Speech Scrutiny monitoring him, Punk no longer needed to worry much about Noaodo deliberately using false intelligence to mislead him.
Of course, the casting of Whisper of Destruction was completely aboveboard, and Noaodo knew perfectly well that the Bright Moon Mage before him had tampered with his soul. However, as the saying went, one could not always act as one pleased. Even though he clearly sensed the extreme discomfort in his soul, the weak divine power god could do nothing but silently sigh.
He could only pretend that his reactions were slow and that he had noticed nothing, then quickly began giving his "intelligence":
"You asked me how many great divine power gods still remain among the Council of Gods' decision-making members, correct? In truth, I have no way to answer that question clearly. As you know, I am merely an insignificant weak divine power god. I only heard